Your Too Abstract....Not Appealing
Wheres Your Battle Record
Whys It 0-0...I Dont Get You Man
Its Not What Im Feeling

Im A Poet Asshole!

Who The Fuck Are You To Get To Judgeing?
I Look To The Sky And Hear Nothin But
Bird Chirps As I Conduct My Daily
Word Search Displaying The Gift
To Work Nerves Cause
Your Getting On Mine.....
Im Like Thirty Percent Game Lyrics Reflection
Ten Over Your Head The Only Exception
Mollesting The Alphabet Catching Cases
Like A Center Fielder Recognize Me Playa
Like I Look Familiar On Point Blazin In Your
Secret Cypher As A Sacred Street Writer With
Mad Lines Amongst This Concrete Jungle
Illness Makes Me Up Like Foundation To
Leave You Nothing To Fall Back On
Lifting The Concrete From You
~Content~
The Hollow Man With A Sixth Sense
Steppin Through Crews Like A Hollogram
Helpin A Beat Out Like A Sick Friend
You Need One Like Child Abuse Victims
Forreal Trill I Could Put An Acapella Cd Out
And Still Be The Real Deal You Continue
Trying To Magic Touch What You Cant Feel
If Your Mother Would Have Had An Abortion
I Would Travel Back In Time To Be
Extremely Supportive Your Hearts Porcelin
With A Spout And Fruit Punch............